Reina’s POV
The scent of blood and smoke clings to the air.
Even after the fires are put out and the bodies are collected, the air in the ruined village feels tainted—as if the very land remembers the slaughter that took place here.
I stand in the village square, staring at the message carved in blood.
"Did you miss me, Reina?"
The words are a sickness crawling beneath my skin, setting my nerves on fire.
Kyle stands beside me, his hands clenched into fists, his entire body trembling with a rage I can feel in my bones.
"He's taunting us," I murmur, my throat dry.
Kyle’s voice is low and lethal. "He's taunting me."
A shudder runs through me at the possessiveness in his voice.
Luke isn’t just coming for me.
He wants revenge.
And Kyle isn’t going to let him take anything from him,
